Sarah is an animator and short film director at the birthplace of Route 66 Springfield, Missouri. A graduate of Drury University in the class of 2020, Sarah is published two fiction short stories in Drury’s Literary Magazine, Currents.
But first, Coffee
But first, Coffee Start the morning fresh with dark liquid When dreams the night before were lucid. Grounded in reality
Unto you I will now unfold My gathered wisdom to behold. These pearls of wisdom will lose no luster If you hold them tight with all you can muster.
Two Way Mirror
Stargazing is not looking up. It is looking down into infinity. Caught between where I come from And where I want to go.
It has many forms in our lives. Hardly appears the same way twice. It stands still as held breaths and sighs It can be a cruel creature, or it can be nice.
No man is an island, or so we are told. Never alone when a device we hold. Unprecedented times call for strange measures.
I'll Be Better Without
Love is… The best worst feeling I never want to have every single day of my life again. I know what it feels like now.
What I Wish to Tell You
I sit in my favorite down town café with my usual order: medium Peanut Butter Mocha Frappuccino with no whip, no drizzle. $4.49. During the summer it was $4.50 even, but now I get a penny back, and get to think that I’m lucky. I sit at my usual high table with bar stool, so I can sit or stand as I please. My lap top is open with a fresh, new document ready to go. She should be here any minute. In my head, I practice what I’m going to say to her. You turned out just fine, after all. You never lost the taste buds to enjoy dinosaur egg oatmeal and Lucky Charms. You’ve made a career of your art, music, and writing. Good for you! High School was not a bad as you thought it would be. Crushes really are not that big of a deal. You really should wait until you’re thirty to date. It’s kind of a waste of time.
Foreign Deja Vu
You need to go to the store. Eggs Milk Bread Toilet paper When you get to the store, you can’t find a place to park. Everyone in Springfield is there. You patiently patrol until you find a spot in the very last row furthest from the entrance. You’re young, it’s okay if you must walk. You step through the automatic doors, and the greeter says hi. You say hi back and grab a cart. You wait in line to get a sanitizer wipe. You have never had to wait in line just to get a sanitizer wipe before. When you do get to the stand, you only take one. The greeter walks over, grabs your cart, and thanks you. She says people have been greedy. A corner of your mouth pulls up and you say it’s not a problem.